Saturday 15 September 2012

At night we sleep

Not really a thing we think of 
but to sleep, to float off into our little worlds
to spiral and entwine in our fears and our lusts
to stretch out the whole night with snippets of goings on
troubled minds meeting in streets and waking up in sweats 


at night we sleep, 
we fall so deep into our minds we forget we are here
we soothe our souls with the mixes of moments and trials
some we never remember, like they were never even there
some torment us for days, filling our minds with wanderings of whys and oh no's 

to wake up bolt right, panicking 
or wish the alarm had never snatched you from that dream
to just be


not a sound, not a careless noise 
sometimes a tears rolls
sometimes you think its real
and sometimes they come true
and sometimes at night we just sleep
uninterrupted utopia
off in the clouds
Zzzz 

Good night 

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